[Review originally published in 2006 on NewPages.com]

I would guess that by now most people in the zine community have either read Cristy Road’s writing in Greenzine, or at the very least seen some of her prolific artwork (possibly without even knowing it). If not, you’re missing out and should buy this book in order to get a healthy sampling of both. I had the good fortune of doing a reading with Cristy in New York earlier this year, during which she read excerpts from the book, and so I was really looking forward to reading this. It’s being classified as a novel, but it’s an autobiographical one, with stories rearranged for the purposes of clarity and conveyance of meaning. If you’ve read Greenzine, you probably know what you’re in for. For others, this is a tale of being teenaged in Miami, questioning race and gender, all wrapped up in a messy punk rock package. It’s great, and a steal at five bucks. ( )